Why worry about god and sin?
Spare a thought about your kin
Of the world you leave them;
A world thats gone very wrong,
in the hands of us, sinners all.
They say we are born of sin, you and me
But why sin against each other?
Everyone killing their brother
And hurting their mother
Robbing their joys
God’s green earth, a wasteland
Of your ploys.
No good repenting now,
Providence, have your retribution now.
Should have thought of this,
before you made up heaven and hell.
We‘ve made the gods cry
Got drunk on their tears.
So don’t worry now, of
knockin on heaven’s door
Just wait here, under the
growing shadow of our sins.
Heaven doesn’t have a bell,
But the Devil gives a ride
straight down to hell.
© Abhijit Patil
